I miss 2 am drunk-eating sloppy hotdogs in the back of a cab with my pals after the bar and laughing it up. I miss falling asleep on a trampoline on a hot summer night, looking up at the stars. I miss couch-cuddling with someone and being in their nook. I miss being given a book from someone I like-like and finding a note from them on the inside cover. I miss Vancouver Island and living by the water. I miss being someone’s someone.